“Last night was a mistake.” Her ears went red right along with her cheeks as she blustered out that lie. Hailey had never been a good liar, which was why he ignored her rambling protest to rub a soft kiss over her lips.
“It can’t happen again, Kyle. We’re business partners, just partners, not even friends. It’s just best that we don’t confuse the—”
“Hailey?” Kyle lifted his head to give her a very tolerant look that had her swallowing.
“Yes.”
“Shut up.”
* * * *
Oh, the hell with it.
Denying the obvious only made Hailey look weaker than taking him on. Besides, retreat and withdraw felt like cowardice, and she didn’t have a yellow-belly. This time, though, it would be on her terms. No more two hour long foreplay sessions.
Unless it ends with his ass begging.
That brought a smile to Hailey’s lips even as she pressed them back against Kyle’s, taking command of the moment. He tasted like sexy man mixed with the faint sweetness of juice…apple juice. Unlike some kiddy variety, his mouth held the full punch of hard cider, intoxicating her into more brazen behavior.
As her tongue beat his down with every twist and turn, she clenched her fists in his shirt and dragged him back into place. Now that’s what she wanted to feel, the hard, rigid press of his thigh between hers. Giving into the urge, she ground herself into the heated mass, making her pussy ache for a more intimate feel. Something like skin to skin.
Sucking down on the tongue Kyle managed to sneak past hers caught him off guard enough to let her shove him to her side. With a roll, she easily switched their positions, banging him into the work table so hard their lips broke apart as he groaned. Instantly bereft, her lips dropped, nibbling down his neck as her hands ripped through the rows of buttons that bared the delicious warmth of his skin from her touch.
The soft curls of hair that tufted over his chest felt silky beneath her fingers. They tickled as she explored the heated planes of his chest. Like satin stretched sensually taught over bulging muscles, the feel of him tempted her into rubbing her cheek against his hardness.
So good. So damn good.
Hailey licked out to tweak the nipple that scuffed under her chin and delighted in the sudden breath strangling Kyle’s throat. Tempted, she did it again. Lapping over him as he had done to her last night, the sweetly teasing caress ended in the sharp scrape of teeth, making Kyle groaned and jerked.
Oh, yeah, she remembered how he delighted in driving her insane. Well, two could play at that, and there was nothing more that she would delight in than riding this Cattleman like he was her horse.
* * * *
Kyle closed his eyes and gave the moment over to Hailey, more than pleased that she wanted to have it at all. He expected a lot more resistance than that soft mouth tormenting him. Clenching down on another groan as she bit him again, Kyle’s smirk curled into a snarl when she sucked the little wound.
Hailey had a powerful mouth, and hopefully she knew what to do with it. Waiting for the answer to that question became painful as she taunted him. Slowly following the happy trail down, Hailey took her time before she started tugging on his jeans.
His control flexed with the need to take over and help his little princess. He would have given into the urge, but he didn’t want to interfere with Hailey’s revenge. He knew what those little nibbles on his nipples meant. If his little princess thought she could win at his game, then he’d just have to show her that no woman broke him.
Bring it on, little one.
Kyle smirked over that thought as Hailey finally managed to shove his jeans just enough down his hips to have his cock bobbing out. Anticipating a full-on assault, he cracked an eye when his poor dick just hung there hungry.
Concentrating on his jeans, Hailey didn’t even appear to notice the erection a mere inch from her cheek. It hit him again that Hailey really didn’t get around enough. She just didn’t understand the principles of seducing a man because he sure as shit he didn’t care about his jeans.
Contracting just the right set of muscles, he managed to pop her in the cheek, leaving behind a sticky kiss. That got her annoyed gaze snapping up toward him. Kyle didn’t even try to sound contrite, much less hide his grin, as he shrugged.
“Sorry, princess.”
Silently, he waited to see if she could deliver the threat in her narrowed gaze as it stayed locked with his as her mouth flexed all the way open. That tongue rolled out and slowly licked down over his cock’s head. Never once did her gaze flinch from his as her lips followed, brushing gently against his burning flesh before consuming it in her velvety embrace.
Oh, now that’s hot.
He’d give her points for that, Kyle admitted as he sucked in a savoring breath, enjoying the way she drew out the moment. No need to rush, he intended to keep her there a long time because he had no intentions of—
“Sweet mother of God!”
She bit him! Not hard, but enough of a nibble that the pain whorled the pleasure to piercing shards that broke the damn of his desire. Lust poured like molten lava out of the balls captured in her grip as she mercilessly fucked him with that glorious mouth.
Every drop of blood in his body rushed into his swelling dick, turning it into a living flame. Her wicked little tongue whipped the fires to muscle-spasming peaks at it heralded the sweet glide of her lips. Clamped down like a vise, her mouth pulled the already taut skin of his dick even tighter, making his head bang against the car as he fought for control.
She had him at the edge, but Kyle spent a lot of time there. Digging in, he panted through the rolling waves of pleasure, forcing his release back no matter the agony.
So damn close, so…oh shit!
Kyle’s heart froze even as his eyes went wide when Hailey’s mouth popped free.
Those damn lips clamped down, sucking in a frail line of skin to catch between her teeth for her tongue to torment as they slid all the way down the side of his cock to balls. Tingly sprouts of pain shot up, infusing the rapture boiling through his system with panicked alarm. The feel of those pouty lips brushing open over the thin walls of his balls had the chaos going into full riot as the rush of ecstasy bore down on him.
“Hailey…Hailey…HAILEY!”
The hands gripping his cock choked off Kyle’s roars. He had no doubt now what humiliation Hailey had in store for him, but, God help him, he couldn’t save himself. Especially not when she began pumping his dick better than any woman ever had.
Hell better than him, given the way she sucked his balls. Like they were candy, she tormented his tender sacks. Licking, sucking, even nibbling, she made him cry out in frustration. It hurt so much to hold back. Faster and harder, his heart raced to keep pace with the hands working him right over the edge.
The little witch! That thought popped out before the blinding white light consumed him. Piercing his control like a spear, her evil little tongue tickled down to toy with the ultrasensitive skin behind his balls. She shifted back up to milk the seed that exploded out of them as Kyle lost the battle.
* * * *
Hailey released Kyle to stumble back in a vain attempt to avoid the load he shot out all over her hair and shoulder. Great. Hailey’s nose wrinkled as she gained her feet to stare at the big Cattleman panting and heaving as he clung to the edge of the work table.
Now what was she supposed to do? He’d gotten his scratched, and she was still itchy. Hailey didn’t blame herself for that problem, even if she’d intentionally set out to humble the arrogant ass. All she cared about then was that her good time had wilted back into limp sausage, leaving her to do what she normally did.
“Well, I guess it’s a good thing the batteries in my dildo last more than five minutes.”
With that arrow shot, she turned and stormed off. Hitting the button on the garage door opener, she delighted more than a little in the curses and the sudden rush of motion she could hear behind her. That made her feel a little bette
r. Storming out and slamming into her house made her feel even better, but locking Kyle’s arrogant, useless ass out put the smile back on her face. Why in the hell was she even worrying about that idiot in the first place?
No reason, obviously. He might have come here looking to make trouble, but she’d definitely won that argument. For all the good it did her. At least it did one thing—shatter her illusions that Kyle had anything special going on. Last night seemed to have said yes, but obviously he wasn’t any different than any other guy she jacked off.
Admittedly, masturbation only took things so far, but it never forgot to call, never stared at the waitress’ breasts, never left dirty underwear on the floor or the toilet seat up and never, not once, shot its load five minutes into what should have been an hour long celebration.
Hailey slammed through her bedroom into the bathroom, smacking the buttons to start her personal shower. That’s all a woman really needed, a state-of-the-art shower system. Hailey installed her own. Dual rain heads for that idiotic belief that someday somebody just might want to shower with her.
Well, that had been money wasted, but the three sides of full body jets, now that had been money very well spent. Better spent there than on a wedding, Hailey snorted to herself as she whipped her shirt over her head. It took her less than thirty seconds to strip down and her shower even less to heat up.
No dingy shower curtain or falling-off tiles led into her small slice of Utopia. Hailey had gone all out when she renovated her bathroom, mostly because she’d done all the work. The shower had been her baby, a curved stone wall that hid an exotic oasis in the middle of her traditional Southern, white wood house.
As she stepped into the shower water sprayed out from the uneven stone walls, drenching her in liquid heat while fat plumps of water rained down from the ceiling. Oh, yeah. All worries and concerns just melted away as the steam wrapped itself around her.
This was Hailey’s happy place, where she could close her eyes and dream of things she never admitted to. Not even to herself. Today as she settled into the full spray of hot water, Hailey’s only problem was which fantasy would suit her best. All of last night, she focused only on Kyle, berating any slip of her imagination that injected any other man into her fantasy.
Now, though, it seemed almost fittingly spiteful to let Kyle be replaced by his partner. And just what would Cole do? Given last night, Hailey already knew. He’d torment her, make her turn around and lean up against the stone wall to put on a full show just for him.
Letting her eyes slip closed, Hailey imagined what it would be like to have those piercing blue eyes watching her, possessing her with just a look. Wickedly hungry, they’d linger where they shouldn’t, where it wouldn’t be decent. Just to tease him, she’d lift a leg.
Resting her foot rest on the little bench, she would slide her hand all the way up her thigh to bump over her pussy lips, giving him a little peek at the cunt hidden beneath. No lingering, she would make him sweat hotter than the steam shower and take her time.
That’s why she just cupped her breast for the barest second before continuing on. Working the day’s stiffness out of her shoulders, Hailey could almost hear Cole growling in her mind to get on with it. The impatience brought a slight smile to her lips as she imagined how eager he’d be.
He’d watch her, aching for her hands to touch as his hands wanted— down, slowly down, letting his palms roll her nipples into hardened buds, before sliding his fingers around to tease the sides of her breasts. Work roughened, those beautiful thumbs would swirl out in long passes. First brushing against the edges of her tits before capturing them under the hard grind that had her back arching and little whimpers falling from her lips.
Pinch those tits for me, darlin’.
Cole’s voice purred out of the shadows of her imagination, a husky drawl that echoed from the night before. She obeyed, aroused beyond caring that it excited her to yield. Twisting, pinching, lifting her breasts so her lips could reach the tender tips to suck, she obeyed every perverted command Cole issued, feeling the need boil hotter than the steam sizzling against her skin.
Her hips rolled and swayed, begging for the touch she ached most for, but Cole wouldn’t let her take it. Not as she would. Instead, he used her hands as instruments of torture, letting only one finger slide down to flick her clit and send sparklers of delight rocketing through her.
Hailey whimpered to do it again, a little more, but he wanted something more from her. He wanted to watch her feed her little pussy, one finger at time, having her fuck herself for his delight. Wild, abandoned, Hailey gave in to the urge, freed in her own submission, reveling in the delights of being possessed by another. Especially someone as merciless as Cole because he wasn’t going to be content with those shy little fingers.
He wanted to see her pussy stretched out over his dick, but the only one she had available sat on the ledge where she’d left it last night. It would amuse him, no doubt, to know that she used it thinking of his friend and he’d command her now to think of Kyle.
Thinking of Kyle fucking her on Cole’s command, just like GD had screwed that woman last night for Cole’s pleasure, Hailey sighed and whined as she pressed the dildo all the way in. Not nearly as long or as thick as the cock Cole had to give her, he taunted her with that fact, making her beg for something more, something that would put an end to the ache in her cunt.
Roll over, darlin’, and spread that little pussy wide in front of the water spray.
Hailey cried out as she obeyed, taking the full force of the stream against her clit. It sent her into a frenzy, her hips swinging her pussy back and forth as she fucked herself between the dildo and the shower wall.
All the while Cole’s voice haunted her. That’s it, darlin’. Think of what it’d be like to have me licking that little clit while Kyle rides that cunt to exhaustion.
Hailey tensed, about ready to scream with the blinding explosion of release when the sound got stuck. Trapped in the same vise that held her heart still, Hailey’s fantasy exploded into a reality as a large, male hand knocked hers out of the way. Bringing the dildo to a stop fully embedded inside her, Kyle’s shoulder pressed into her back, forcing her against the shower wall.
“I told you last night, this pussy belongs to me.”
Chapter 10
Hailey didn’t even have time to comprehend how the world shifted all around her. With barely a second between his warning and his action, she got half a breath in before, suddenly, the dildo was fucking into her so savagely that all she could do was scream.
His free hand curled around her hips to splay her pussy lips wide and expose her sensitive clit to the full, relentless blast of the water. In a destructive fit, her release broke hard over her, shattering her body beneath the force of the dildo slipping free of her cunt only to impale her ass. The sudden penetration ripped through her orgasm, making it bloom into unknown heights.
Hailey soared with it into the heavens, floating happy and free until the bastard spanked her back down to the hard wall he had her pinned against. Gasping at the shock of re-entering her own body, Hailey twisted, bucking against Kyle’s strength.
He met her vain attempt to protect herself with another hard blow to her ass. The spank made that damn toy jostle, wrenching out a scream of pleasure from her already overwrought body. Panting through the aftermath, Hailey still tried to ease her cunt away from the water stream blasting over her clit, keeping it painfully atwitter.
“You need a lot of discipline, Hailey Mathews,” Kyle sighed. He shifted slightly, snaking a hand around her waist.
“You don’t move unless I tell you to.”
Hailey cried out as he delivered an even harder blow to her inflamed ass along with the grunt. Clenching over the convulsions that rolled through her, she could already feel the tears forming along her lashes. That’s how bad she ached, and Hailey knew Kyle didn’t have any intentions of soothing her desires anytime soon.
“You certainly don’t pet—m
uch less fuck—my pussy without my permission.”
Crack.
“Kyle, please.”
Dignity be damned, Hailey cried out as the crest of rapture broke down over her. She couldn’t survive this, couldn’t indulge in this kind of wicked pleasure and still come out the same. The fear that scraped at the edges of her lust only fed the beast, fueling its rage as Kyle pounded through his list of complaints.
With each slap, he struck a new chord in the euphoric symphony singing through her body. The high notes squealed out of her in incoherent pleas as she approached the sweetest of summits. It figured he’d leave her to writhe there, cutting off all stimulation at once.
The dildo disappeared as did the spray of water as he cupped her pussy in his protective embrace. As much as it might have burned for her to admit it, disappointment crept in as the rioting balloons of lust deflated back into a simmering block of wretched need.
“You know, Hailey,” Kyle sighed as if he wasn’t standing her shower fully clothed, tormenting her as if she were nothing more than a toy. “I think I spoiled you a little too much last night. Now that’s my fault. I admit it. I was just so excited to finally have you beneath me, I got a little carried away and gave you way too many orgasms.
“’Cause you see, princess, I didn’t have to.” Kyle voice dropped into a dangerous growl as lips nuzzled against her ear. “I can eat that cunt for twice as long as I did last night and never let you come once.”
Hailey’s heart stilled at the warning buried in that threat.
“You’re going to have to be a good girl, Hailey Mathews. A sweet one to earn your reward.” The humor in his tone assured her he didn’t think she could do it.
* * * *
In fact, Kyle would have bet on it. He intended to give her more than enough rope to justify the things he wanted to do to her with it. Releasing her came as the first test, and the little spitfire surprised him by staying flush to the wall.
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